The flowers you gave me are rottingAnd still I refuse to throw them awaySome of the bulbs never opened quite fullyThey might and so I’m waitingAnd staying awakeThings I have loved, I’m allowed to keepI’ll never know if I go to sleep
— Flowers by Regina Spektor 

The flowers you gave me are rotting
And still I refuse to throw them away
Some of the bulbs never opened quite fully
They might and so I’m waiting
And staying awake
Things I have loved, I’m allowed to keep
I’ll never know if I go to sleep

— Flowers by Regina Spektor 

(via highhopesandwanderlust)